A/N: Yay! My first request! Okay, this one's from Gustpetal... About Swiftpaw after he dies. I hope you enjoy it! be sure to R&R!
I ran through the green, lush meadow, a smile spread across my face. Starclan's hunting grounds... I thought, feeling the wind in my fur. The sweet scent of flowers tickled my nose, and the grass felt cool against my soft paw pads.
I sniffed the cool, crisp air. A rabbit. Starclan's hunting grounds were full of them! I crouched down low, my tail tucked and ears pricked alertly. I sniffed again. Yep. Definitely a rabbit.
I watched the creature as it nibbled on a blade of grass hungrily, glancing around every few seconds. I licked my lips, tasting the fresh meat already. Slowly, I leapt into the air, claws unsheathed. I let out a fierce snarl, and landed on the rabbit. I squealed, causing my ears to ring and flatten against my skull. I grinned. It was almost as if I was still alive, hunting back in Thunderclan...
I sunk my fangs into the squirming rabbit's back leg, feeling it's warm blood drip down onto my muzzle. Suddenly, the creature kicked me, right in the face. Slight pain shot through me for half a second, though I didn't really feel it, for I was already dead anyway. I let go of the rabbit, but knew it wouldn't get far. The thing limped a few steps forward, before landing in a worthless slump in the grass.
Padding over, I kept my ears pricked up. The scent of blood and fresh-kill entered my nostrils, and I sighed happily. Before picking up the creature, I made sure that it was dead by giving it a nip on the neck. The rabbit squealed one last time, and feel limp. I scooped it into my jaws, and began to carry it to a nice place to eat.
I sat down, the rabbit resting by my paws, and began to dig my teeth into the prey. It's warm blood seeped down my throat, and I relaxed, taking large bit off of it's flank.
"Swiftpaw?" A voice asked. I turned to see Yellowfang, the former Thunderclan medicine cat, behind me. "Yeah?" I muttered through a mouthfull of food.
"Have yourself some food?" She asked, chuckling as she padded over. "Yep. Caught a rabbit. Reminds me of when I used to hunt in Thunderclan." I took another bite of meat after I spoke. "Ah, Thunderclan. I wish I hadn't died in that dang fire; I might still be down there today..." Yellowfang sighed. I could tell she missed Thunderclan even more than I did.
"Yeah... I wish those dogs hadn't came and killed me! I might still be there... with... with Brightpaw..." I started to feel uneasy as I said her name. Brightpaw...
"I heard she's Brightheart, now." Yellowfang said, watching me. I glanced back at her. "Oh. Well, that's news... I haven't checked on Thunderclan for awhile."
"You should! I check every day." Yellowfang mumbled. "Well, I have to go. See you later, Swiftpaw!" The old she-cat began to walk off, leaving me with my half eaten rabbit. I sighed. I hadn't checked on my former clan in a long time.
"You should!..." Yellowfang's words echoed in my mind. "I might as well..." I thought aloud, looking down at my rabbit. I took another bite, leaving a little bit of meat and the bones. I took a pawful of dirt and covered the rabbit, before running off.
I soon arrived at a large boulder, and sprinted atop it. I was exiting Starclan's hunting grounds. I climbed down the boulder, towards a cave. That cave was one of the many places you could watch over the living cats, kind of like the moonstone. I crept down towards the cave, paws clicking against the stone. I sat down at the edge of a shallow pound, and looked down.
Instead of seeing the bottom of the pound through the cear water, I saw Thunderclan's camp. I smiled. "Let's see..." I began to watch my former clanmates...
Firestar sat atop the highrock, glancing around. I grinned at this. Firestar was still alive. The camp looked like it was running well; the elders' den was neat, with the elders themselves sleeping inside it. The kits were tucked in the nursery, suckling at their mothers' bellies. Some warriors were out hunting, some on patrols. Some were training their apprentices...
But I only really wanted to see a certain warrior... Brightheart. I searched the camp for that beautiful she-cat... but what I found made me gasp. Brightheart sat next to Cloudtail, purring. The fluffy white tom's tail was wrapped around her, pulling her close so that their pelt's touched. Brightheart's scar that lay across her face didn't even seem to bother Cloudtail. I hissed at the two.
Cloudtail purred, licking the she-cat's forehead, making sure to avoid the horrible wound. "Thank you, Cloudtail." Brightheart murmured, her voice sweet as honey.
"Not a problem, my love." Cloudtail mewed back. I snarled. I knew I was supposed to be watching over them, guiding them through tough times; yet, I was mad at Cloudtail. "He's her mate!" I yowled to myself, my voice echoing off the cave walls. "I thought I would be Brightpaw-Brightheart's mate!" I corrected myself as I said 'Brightpaw'.
But no. That horrible, mate stealing kittypet was with her. I growled. "This isn't right! Ugh! Why does Cloudtail have it all so good!" I almost screamed the words out. I was angry. Mad. Frustrated.
"He's alive! H-he... He stole my crushes' heart! He got his warrior name first!" I yowled all of my angry feelings for that piece of fox-dung. I hoped no one heard me, having that... that tantrum. I was just so mad.
Cloudtail nuzzled Brightheart. "Cloudtail... I have something to tell you..." I barely noticed Brightheart's words, for I was sitting with my back to the pool.
"What, my love? What bothers you?" Cloudtail asked, grooming behind her ears. "I... I'm pregnant with your kits." Brightheart whispered, her voice shy.
I gasped. "No!" I turned around to see what was happening. "Kits!?" I yowled at the pound. "Now kits!? Why kits!?" I stared down at the two.
"Oh, Brightheart, my dear, don't be worried! I'm sure they'll be wonderful warriors!" Cloudtail said, pressing his nose to her cheek. Brightheart smiled.
"I love you, Cloudtail." She sighed.
"I love you too, Brightheart. I always will." The fluffy white tom breathed.
"That's it!" I screamed at the pool. I bolted out of the cave, furious. First, Cloudtail got his warrior name. Then, I died, and he got to keep his wonderful life. And then, he stole the love of my life. And right that second, he was living the good life, knowing that Brightheart wil have his kits.
It wasn't fair. Nothing was fair. I died too soon! "Why do I deserve this?" I asked myself, slowing down once I entered Starclan's hunting grounds. I stared at the grass. "Why? I wish I could ask Starclan for answers... But I'm already here! I can't ask for answers, because I'm already dead! If only I didn't die..." I pawed at a weed with my paw.
One, single, small tear ran down my face. If only. I could only wish that I was back down there. But I wasn't. And there was no way I could. No way.
A/N: Aw! Another short one! :(... LOL, even though it's shortish, I hope you enjoyed it! If you guys hated it, I can re-do it... But please, continue giving me requests! Thanks a lot, again! Bye, until my next request! :D